Real Diss.

Y'all thought that y'all was going to win against me Nah that ain't happening Let's go I don't be playing them games You got them dreads, and they still looking like some ramen noodles You think you him, but you ain't him and I just tell the truth though Recycled outfits every week Bro it's getting real old I don't even know you, but I still got you tight, that's facts though (Facts) You mad at me cause you can't get a girl though And all your friends, they ain't your friends, but they don't let you know though I ain't worried about you baby boy, you just a dodo Talking about somebody else baby that's a no-no And let me get on you, you need to get that haircut, boy you got school hah You keep wearing them little hirachis You mad at me cause you look trash and you filthy And you also can't stop me Running up them numbers, y'all don't do nothing but pay me Living in ghetto-old apartments, you still broke and buying clothes that you can't fit I ain't forget about you, focus on me when you should be Focused on school, yeah We saw all them grade checks and you think that you the best when you worse than the rest But let me get on your friend, don't even know me but still be hitting me up on 10 And for the other one that look high, he don't even pay attention cause he always in the sky Y'all thought that y'all was gone win Nah it's lil sai on the track and y'all on the bench, hah Try me again Like I said, I don't be playing them games Bet your embarrassed now